"Why did you surrender so quickly?" he asked the burning question in his heart.
The ministers were kneeling on the ground, not daring to speak, while the Taluo King and the royal family were tightly bound, their mouths stuffed, unable to speak even if they wanted to.
"It was I who made them surrender!"
At this moment, a figure flew over from the city tower, and a woman who looked to be in her fifties landed in front of Yang Mingzhi and Yang Minghao.
This woman was wearing a blue long robe, similar to a Taoist robe, with a simple silver hairpin in her hair, giving her a plain appearance.
Her hair was mixed with black and white strands, and her face bore the marks left by time.
Clearly, she was an Innate Martial Artist, but she seemed to have just recently broken through to the Innate Realm, as her youthful appearance had hardly changed.
"Are you Sword Monarch Sui Qingmo?" Yang Mingzhi looked her up and down, asking.
